#wood slice ornament

[lainyart]

Trying something new! Pastel pieces on real wood slices.... And let me start by saying, I've been having a blast creating them! I started with family pets - like my brother's husky Boomer. And my sister's piggy Poppy 🖤 I've got several more to share already, I've been enjoying them so much and I hope I get to draw some of your pets on them too! They're available on my Etsy or you can send me a message to get started!

[nordinor]

Brewster Wood Slice Ornament

Hand painting Animal Crossing themed art and decor is available at my Etsy Store.

[inestheunicorn]



All wood slices have found new homes!🥺 thank you so much for all the support loves!💕 one last look at this baby acorn who's going to a new home 🍂✨

[naomiknight-17]

Tree isn't quite ready yet. It still needs something... would love to put a popcorn garland on there but the cats would eat a real one, and the fake ones are either ugly or prohibitively expensive

The raccoon plush is not the final topper either. Hoping I can find a wood-look or wicker star topper either at Michael's or Dollarama this weekend 🤞

[robynahaley]

Are these things I sell? Yes.

Does that make it shameless self promotion? No.

I mean, how else is anyone supposed to know I make things that you can purchase?

[justjennzenn]

2022 November

Wood slice ornaments with mandalas

[danail-callaghan-1994]

How to Make Wood Slice Snowmen Ornaments - It seems like everyone wants to have a rustic Christmas this year. Wood slice crafts are all the rage. And this lit...

[justjennvision]

2023 December

Hand painted wood slice ornaments - samples for class I taught.

[fict1onallyobsessed]

getting sevika back down after she was tied up to the ceiling by jinx, helping her get cleaned up and trying not to giggle because she looks mad and exhausted

Left hanging

Sevika x Reader

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"Silco wants you in his office."

You downed the rest of your shot, groaning when your throat burnt as it went down. You didn't really want to see Silco. He had given you so many shipments to supervise you were starting to feel sea sick, and you weren't even on the ship.

You nodded at ran as you stood, thanking him for telling you and making your way up the stairs. You were meant to meet Sevika at the last drop but she seemed to be busy with whatever she was doing, already 15 minutes late.

If worst came to worst, Silco would have you deal with another shipment or two, but that just meant having to deal with other incompetent people and some topside people. Marcus would probably be there again and he is a true pain in the a-

You stopped your train of thoughts when you knocked a third time on Silco's door, still waiting to hear a reply. The silence was confusing. He was always in his office. Why would he ask you to come see him if he wasn't there?

You sighed and debated for many minutes on whether you should enter anyway. You weren't one to invade, but there must be a reason to him asking you to go to his office, no? You looked around your surroundings, looking for anything suspicious that could explain anything, but when everything seemed in order, you turned the handle and carefully walked in.

Walking around, you tried to find anything that would give you a reason as to why you were asked here. His office was large, but not large enough for anyone to really hide from you. Unless it was Jinx. She was the queen of surprises.

You walked around Silco's desk, looking down at the map and looking at the routes drawn to it. Were these the routes of the next shipments you were meant to take care of? You followed some but they all lead to places which you'd already been, apart from one.

Your fingers traced the long, thick blue line that travelled from the edge of the map, getting thinner as it came closer to the middle, and finally turning into an arrow drawn onto a knife stabbed into the wood.

You followed the arrow upwards, jaw dropping a little as you saw the woman you were meant to meet 20 minutes ago downstairs, dangling from the ceiling with ropes very clearly tied by no other than Jinx. Like an ornament. Her body was covered in chalk marks, blue and pink, words written over her mechanical arm. She hung upside down much like some of the bombs Jinx made years before and stuck to Silco's ceiling, for decoration.

"What the fuck."

You scrambled to stand on his desk, hands reaching to hold Sevika's unconscious head as you assessed the situation. The ropes seemed to all lead towards the endless ceiling, a celling only Jinx could climb up to.

It wasn't a huge drop to the desk, so the only way you could think of getting her down is by cutting off the ropes and letting her fall onto it. She groaned slightly as you pulled the knife out of the desk, eyes fluttering open as she came to her sense.

Of course you were concerned, but you couldn't help but fight the smile as she slowly realised what was going on. You didn't touch the ropes until you were ready she was ready to fall. Your hands gently held her head, to keep her steady as she moved around and woke up. As funny as it would be, you didn't want her to start swinging around.

"Get me down already."

You giggled a bit, letting go of her head and slicing through the first few ropes on her neck and arms. You knew that if you cut the one holding up her waist, the ones holding her legs would fail and she'd fall. She apparently knew that too, because she braced the second you reached for her waist.

She fell to the desk with a grunt, just laying there at your feet for a few moments before you got off the desk and stood beside her. She didn't look like she wanted to move anytime soon. Inhaling sharply through her nose, she groaned once again as she sat up, a very uncomfortable expression plastered on her face.

"You okay?" You whispered, knowing that any louder would cause a bigger headache. She attempted to stand up but eventually decided on leaning against the desk was better for a bit as she got her bearings back in order. "You must have been hanging up there for ages."

She sent you a look as her hand reached to wipe her face. You couldn't take her seriously with all the scribbles on her face, and she seemed to realise it too when she looked down at her palm to see multicoloured marks smudged all over her skin.

"Come on." You giggled, taking her hand and attempting to drag her out but before you could say where to, she stopped you by holding your hand tighter.

"I'm not going out there like this."

"I know." You replied, smiling sympathetically. "Sit on the couch."

You've never seen a deeper scowl on Sevika's face ever. Not even when Silco had given her the 72 hour shipment route she loved to complain about to you. Or when she was made to babysit Jinx for a whole day that one time Silco was dealing with business up top.

Your hands carefully wiped off the markers off of her face with some wipes you found in Silco's office. You didn't even notice the small smirk on your face until Sevika side eyed you, clearly not impressed with how funny you found this situation. You couldn't help but chuckle.

"How did she even get you up there?"

Not like she would know. The gas Jinx used was still very much in the air. Silco's lack of openable windows proved very useless at this moment.

Sevika sat like an offended child who got put in time out. Her arms crossed over her chest, legs spread wide as you stood between them to wipe her face. Her back was so slouched it looked like she was about to lay down. She didn't have to tell you she was tired for you to feel it radiating off of her.

You looked over at her when you were done, throwing away the wipes and walking over to grab her cape. You managed to get some of the marks on her mechanical arm, but even that needed some work to fix properly, bullet wounds scattered across the metal.

You tossed the cape at her and watched her cover herself with it, a small smile on your face as she hid as much of her broad body as she could. You truly did feel for her. But the way her eyelids shut and barely opened up again, a scowl so badly trying to stay on her face as she fell asleep as you touched her face. She was adorable.

"Come on lets go home."

She sighed in agreement, but as you reached out for her hand she pulled you close enough to hug you. This was nice. A silent thanks for taking care of her. Her breath was soft against your neck, and then suddenly a small whisper came from her.

"Tell anyone about this and I'll hang you up. See how you like it." A smirk obvious in her faint voice.

You chuckled again, giving her a kiss on her cheek and finally pulling her out of Silco's office.

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I LOVED WRITING THIS I HOPE YOU ENJOYED ;)

[literaryvein-reblogs]

A List of "Beautiful" Czech Words & Phrases

for your next poem/story

Červánky - red evening clouds; afterglow

Chlum - a wooded hill

Cingrlátko - tinkling ornaments

Jezernatý - having many lakes

Káva - coffee

Krásný - beautiful

Letnění - drying out of ponds in summer

Milovat - love

Mlsat - to eat sweets; to have a sweet tooth

Moknout - to be out in the rain

Náledí - ice-covered ground

Odkoukat - to learn by watching

Plácek - a small open space

Podletí - late summer

Potmě - in the dark

Přiotrávit - to almost poison

Prokreslit - to make a detailed drawing

Skýva - a slice of bread

Snář - a dream dictionary

Snesl bych ti modré z nebe - "I would take the blue from the sky for you"; do anything for somebody

Světnice - the sitting room in a cottage which has a lot of light

Tajnůstkář - a secretive person

To je jiné kafe - "a different kind of coffee"; it’s apples and oranges

Trpělivost růže přináší - "patience brings roses"; there’s a reward in waiting

Věřit - believe

Sources: 1 2 3 ⚜ More: Word Lists

If any of these words make their way into your next poem/story, please tag me, or send me a link. I would love to read them!

[graycatatelier]

Hand Painted Wood Slice Ornaments - get one on ko-fi!

[ash-elizabeth-art]

Shop Update - October 12 at 4pm EST

Kind of an odd mix of things for this update, but I'd had these wood slice ornaments in progress for a while and finally finished them, and also decided to experiment with some pendant necklaces. So there are five hand painted ornaments and five hand painted necklaces featuring frogs, mushrooms, geese, and more! They will be available in my shop on Thursday, October 12th at 4pm EST!

[dystopyx-blog]

HUNTRESS

A woman corrupted by obsession.

She's always on the prowl for new prey.

She sees a man and becomes instantly obsessed with him.

She'll follow their every move, learn everything about them, then capture them and play with them until she's ready to claim their head as her trophy. Wash, rinse, repeat.

But it’s all in good fun! She;s just very loving and affectionate! She just… doesn’t know her own strengths and slice-y-ness…

Except, then…

How does she manage to so elegantly hang up her victims’ organs in trees like ornaments?

She lives in the slender woods, and decorates her part of the woods’ trees with her special “ornaments”, but she is unaware of its influence.

She’s supposed to be a praying mantis 🥲

headcanon voice def Sarah Jessica Parker as Sarah Sanderson.

Nakey mantis woman below

BACKSTORY

LOOK AWAY IF YOU DONT WANT CONTEXT AND JUST ENJOY THESE CHARACTERS AS KILLERS (valid and real)

Hahaha plot twist, Huntress doesn’t have any one story, she’s my 100% true creepypasta scary story 🫵🫵

a lot of the stories behind her are her being wronged by men/a man in her past and then losing it and then becoming a monster

Perhaps woman was simply always monster.

who knows.

fuck it, come up with your own origin story for her if you want lmao I think that’d be sick af.

[robynahaley]

I went ahead and did it anyway. You can purchase a few items off my Etsy store, though there's a lot more on offer at https://www.RobynHaley.com/shop

[bee-saucee]

The Office Party | ShinKami Christmas Oneshot

pairing: ShinKami

summary: Shinsou decides to come to the office Christmas party for Kaminari and they find some time alone to address their feelings.

word count: 1,464

warnings: drinking

a/n: Happy Holidays, everyone! I wasn't planning on writing anything for Christmas but I decided today that I wanted to so here we are! I hope you enjoy <3

Shinsou doesn’t know why he came. He looks stupid with this yule log he’s spent far too long working on for some (there is a very specific) reason entering a party that has been going on long enough for it to be weird to come in late. It’s crowded and stuffy with his usually uptight coworkers rocking ugly Christmas sweaters talking too loud with boozy breath.

“Shinsou!” Denki shouts from the center of a horde in the middle of the room.

It didn’t matter when it was or who he was with, Kaminari was always at the center of everyone’s attention. Shinsou liked to think that he thought of Kaminari more than everyone else and in a more meaningful way but there was no way in hell he was the only one in the office with a crush on the embodiment of sunshine. In an instant, Kaminari is picking a cookie off of Kirishima’s plate, leaving him deflated with the rest of the abandoned group that looks completely lost in Denki’s absence.

“For you,” Denki says, holding out a misshapen gingerbread cookie.

“Sure it’s not for Kirishima?”

“Not anymore!”

Something as brash as stealing a friend's cookie would usually get on Shinsou’s nerves. But on Kaminari it was cute. He was cute in his maroon turtleneck and light-up ornament earrings. The red hues illuminated his face and brought out the slight flush on his cheeks. He must’ve been drinking but Shinsou would let himself think it was because of his presence.

“Oh dude! You brought the log!” Kaminari shouts. He leans down and looks at the yule log that left Shinsou with flour in places it should never be and sore feet like it was the 8th wonder of the world. “I’ve never had one before.”

“‘S why I made it.”

The moment comes racing back to Shinsou in fine detail from how many times he’s run it through his mind. The way that Kaminari glowed in the light of the setting sun as they walked out of the office. The look of absolute confusion that warped his soft features into sharp and jagged lines as he interrogated Shinsou about ‘how the hoot do you make cake look like wood and why would you want to do that?’ The way that Kaminari leaned a little closer than necessary into Shinsou’s space on the train ride home and nudged his shoulder in goodbye after.

“You made me cake that looks like a log and you came to a party when you’re Hitoshi ‘I don’t like parties’ Shinsou? You’re making me feel like a little princess today, man.”

Shinsou simply shrugs and shifts on his feet. He wants to preen at the attention and acknowledgment that yes, he very intently listens to Kaminari but does his best to only minimally show it.

“Would you, uh, like to try some?”

Shinsou was really failing the challenge he set for himself to use his brain for once around Kaminari for anything besides fuck his smile is so beautiful.

“Would I?! Hell yeah, man. Here, lemme get you some mulled cider while we’re at it. I like mine so mulled you kinda cough so sorry but you seem like the type to be into that,” Kaminari says with a wink.

Shinsou isn’t even sure what that means but he feels like it’s flirty so he’d gladly take it and more. Kaminari turns and gets him a cup while he carefully cuts Kaminari a slice.

“I’m really happy you decided to come,” Kaminari says softly.

“Well I’m really happy I came.”

Kaminari snorts and whips around to face Shinsou, his drink sloshing up against the sides. “You did what Shinsou?!”

“Never mind. Not happy I came anymore.”

Kaminari bugs his eyes out and drops his jaw. “You’re not happy you did what?!”

“Do you become even more ridiculous when you have all that extra mulled cider in you?”

“Only a little. I didn’t wanna get too drunk in case you came.”

And that, wow. That…had to mean something.

“Can I try?” Kaminari asks, pointing to the slice of cake that had been sitting dumbly in Shinsou’s hand.

“Yeah, sure. We could, uh. Well we could,” Why was it so difficult to say? He’d thought through everything that he was going to say to Kaminari to move this whole thing forward past lunches at the office and quiet laughter shared on train rides home. “Would you like to eat it outside on the front steps? I know it’s cold but it’s also quite hot in here so…”

He felt so unbelievably stupid like some teenage boy asking out his crush to prom. But the way Kaminari lights up and almost drops his drink makes it all worth it.

“Yeah! I mean,” Kaminari clears his throat. “That would be cool, sure. My coat’s by the door so we can grab it on the way out.”

Shinsou ducks his chin into the scarf he still wore to hide the dopey grin spreading across his face. Kaminari was cute. He was unbelievably and undeniably cute.

Getting out to the front steps of the office seems to pass by in a whirlwind despite all of the stopping Kaminari has to do as people ask about where he’s going. Kaminari should be staying in and chatting it up with their much more interesting colleagues but Kaminari remains by his side slowly inching closer and closer to the door.

“Bah, it’s not even that cold out,” Kaminari says as they finally push open the heavy glass doors. “Sometimes I thank global warming in a totally selfish way, you know.”

“I’ve certainly done the same myself.”

It was far warmer than it should be but it was still chilly enough for Kaminari’s nose to begin to tinge red. He wanted to lean in and tuck Kaminari into his coat to share his warmth more than anything but they hadn’t crossed that line. At least not yet.

“Oh, your food,” Shinsou says.

He couldn’t forget the entire reason behind his excuse to get Kaminari alone. They swap drink for cake in an awkward fumble that leaves their hands brushing more frequently than necessary.

“We can try them at the same time,” Shinsou offers.

“That’s cute. Sure.” Kaminari holds out the piece of cake pierced on his fork. “Cheers?”

“Cheers.”

He isn’t sure whether the warmth that surges through his body is from the cider or the way that Kaminari keeps his eyes tracked on Shinsou as he takes his first bite but it was welcome. Even though it was just the two of them out on the cold concrete steps outside of their office, it felt good to get out and be around people no matter how much he hated parties. Thoughts of future parties with Kaminari by his side where he was also right in the middle of the action come swirling through his mind.

“‘As eally uckeng ood,” Kaminari gushes around his mouthful of cake.

“And the mulled cider is, in fact, very mulled. I get what you mean about it making you want to cough in a good way.”

“A man after my heart.”

“Yeah.”

“Shinsou?”

“Hm?”

“Why did you come?”

There’s weight behind the words. Kaminari’s regular jovial spirit lingers but there is a hesitancy behind it all he’s not used to seeing on his coworker.

He stops in the middle of taking another sip. “Because you asked?”

It feels like the wrong answer and he knows it is when Kaminari’s shoulders rise a bit.

“I mean, was there another reason? I know I like, okay ulterior motive sounds really sleazy but I had a not so sleazy ulterior motive…or maybe it is kinda sleazy? I dunno. Depends on why you said yes? But I had an ulterior motive.”

Shinsou swirls the cider around in his cup for a moment in thought. This was it. The moment he’d been waiting for when this dance they’d been doing around their feelings could end.

“I came because I like you. So maybe I’m the sleazy one here.”

“Does being mutually sleazy with ulterior motives mean that the sleaziness cancels out and we’re just two guys crushing on one another trying to have someone special to spend Christmas with?” Kaminari asks.

“I’d say so, yeah.”

This whole moment didn’t feel real. He’d almost expected something more grandiose. But the casualness of it all didn’t mean that his heart wasn’t hammering in his chest.

“Would you like to go on a date with me this weekend?” Shinsou asks.

“Yeah,” Kamianri leans over so his head is resting on Shinsou’s shoulder. “I would. As long as I can take some leftovers of that yule log.”

“You can have the whole thing if you want.”

“Damn, I love Christmas,” Kaminari sighs.

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